To the east follow me
To a growing elmwood tree
In the branches lie in wait
Until they crack the garden gate
When they're gone creep inside
Until the wild wind will abide
Rest awhile by the stair
A lulling sleep will keep you there
Time will creep beyond your dream
Until your worth they do deem
When you wake, leaves in hair
You'll find the garden gate in disrepair
Jump the fence and cross the land
Til it meets the sea, hand in hand
Greet the tide and greet the gull
There you'll find what they stole